Rhode Island Park Project

"Hey, did Miss Arturo do something too?"

Maria, the excellent supporting actress, quickly followed with a look of curiosity.

"It just allows her to see herself more clearly."

Arturo, sitting on the sofa, still had a smile on his face, and every word and action was full of damn elegance.

Luo Hang smiled and explained, "This person is a famous psychological mentor. His secret to fame is that he enables people to more deeply understand their inner emotions, so—"

"You understand, right?"

While accepting the torture of society and recalling the kindness of her master, she was given such a buff. If Miss Xinteleya really had a chance to sleep tonight, she might dream of some very interesting things.

Or maybe I will dream about a lot of interesting things in the next few days.

Maria once again understood Arturo's mysterious smile. She looked in amazement at the two people in front of her: one standing with a smile on his face, leaning against the sofa, and the other sitting on the sofa, smiling elegantly, holding a teacup. She sighed from the bottom of her heart:

"Why do I feel like this side is more like the bad guy? Ah!"

Sophia patted her niece's head:

"This is called using evil methods to deal with evil people. Learn to speak better."

"Oh."

Maria covered her head and looked aggrieved.

Luo Hang came to the back of the sofa with a happy smile, stretched out his arms from behind and wrapped them around the neck of the witch sitting on the sofa, showing a sparkling smile to the others:

"Excuse me, we are the bad man and bad woman duo~!"

"I still prefer the name of witch. Your taste isn't as good as that little Pegasus."

Arturo held the glass in his hand with ease, his face showing no trace of guilt for having done something bad.

As a wanted criminal in Rutland and listed as an extremely dangerous wanted criminal, no one should mistake her for a good child because of her law-abiding behavior during this period, right?

That being the case, it would be very... using the words of her Demon King, it would be 'pleasant~' right?

"Then my lady witch, should we go take a bath?"

He kissed the elegant witch's ear from behind, teasing her while lifting her shirt and rubbing her fair waist. "It's become sticky already~"

"Ah, is my Demon King going to dislike me now?"

Arturo looked at him with a smile, tilting his head, not caring that his white waist and underwear were exposed.

"No, if you want to do it this way, I won't refuse you, okay?"

He smiled as he smoothly retrieved the two Queen of Hearts cards from the witch's body. "The feel of these is also—"

His hand holding the playing cards was slapped.

Sophia, looking a little embarrassed, patted her niece on the head:

"Children are not allowed to watch."

"ah!"

Maria, who had just put down her hands, covered her head again and protested: "I saw it all when I was giving Miss Arturo a massage this afternoon!"

Sofia was stunned.

It seems so, then why should I be embarrassed?

Chapter 675: When three people go together, one of them must be...

Most people have probably experienced the sticky feeling when returning home from playing outside on hot days.

Although October has entered autumn, the heat of the autumn tiger is no less than that of summer.

Maybe she was led astray by him, or maybe she was really not feeling very comfortable after an afternoon of fun, but after he got the underwear, Arturo let him take off the T-shirt and pleated skirt of his witch lady without much struggle.

The black-haired Sakata, wearing only black stockings that formed her absolute territory, stood in the living room of the villa, which was not luxurious but elegant. Her long hair and halo as black as the night sky set off her fair body, making her look like the most exquisite porcelain doll in some stories of the East.

"I'm not going."

Mandela took the initiative to speak.

Arturo raised the corner of his lip. "I don't mind. A witch and her king being together is nothing to be ashamed of. And the house does seem a little lonely without pets."

Tsk, why is this guy so annoying?

Mandela started to take off her clothes on the spot with an expressionless face, until another body that was almost as fair and modest as the witch lady stood in the living room.

"Why do I feel like we're a little out of place?"

Maria looked at her aunt.

My aunt subconsciously slapped me with her backhand.

"Don't make any noise, I'm thinking!"

"Goo!"

What was I thinking about?

Can't remember!

Sofia raised her head with a fierce look, only to meet her niece's pitiful eyes, and felt embarrassed and guilty again.

"Um, um, can I buy you a drink?"

"I've already drunk enough today!"

"That--"

While Sofia was racking her brains over how to comfort her niece, she watched the other three people greet her with a...free and unrestrained air, walked past them, and headed towards the bathroom.

Her gaze unconsciously lingered on Luo Hang for a second longer. She naturally understood what the three men were going to do from the picture of the prince in Luo Hang's hand, and naturally gave the guest more consideration:

"Do you need some safety gear?"

"Ah, no, no, I don't have that habit."

Luo Hang replied with a smile.

"Will there be no accidents?"

Sofia always felt that there seemed to be some incongruity in her words, but with Luo Hang's reputation as a playboy, if there were no safety measures, he would have a lot of children, right?

"I have a special technique. Just kidding, it's actually Rhodes Island's exclusive technology, a byproduct of nanomedicine."

"So that's it."

Zofia nodded.

Since Rhodes Island's nanomedicine can even reconstruct broken limbs and organs, safety measures really don't seem to be a big problem. Zofia, who went to Rhodes Island to treat her hand injury in person, still has great trust in Rhodes Island's medical care.

"Then I won't bother you anymore. Good night in advance."

Zofia ended the topic at the right time.

After all, Mr. Luo Hang already looked fully prepared, so it wouldn't be nice for her to keep talking to him. She should just let him go and have sex.

"Okay, good night to you too~"

Luo Hang smiled and waved his hand.

Maria poked her head out with a sunny smile:

"Doctor and everyone, have fun~! Can I go and see too? Sister Arturo just said she—"

"ah!"

Maria was caught by the ears of fate.

This time, her aunt didn't hit her head, but she pulled her ear and started scolding her: "What are you thinking about! I'm teaching you manners! You're interrupting a couple—"

After taking a look at Maria who was apologizing and playing the victim, Luo Hang smiled and patted his witch and pet's butts on the left and right and continued to go to the bathroom.

We chatted peacefully as we walked into the bathroom. He turned on the shower and enthusiastically took the lead in squeezing on the shower gel.

"I'll come, I'll come!"

"But shouldn't you wash your hair first when taking a shower?"

Arturo didn't stop Luo Hang from putting his hands on her, but just looked at him with a smile and asked.

"Oh, I forgot!"

He answered directly, sliding his hands with silky shower gel and foam over Miss Tutu's body, and found a K of Hearts that was still hidden.

"I've been seduced by you two for so long, and after talking to my aunt, I'm now controlled by my second brother!"

He said confidently.

"Is that our fault?"

Arturo glanced at him, and drops of water dripped around the teardrops at the corners of his eyes, as if reality and illusion were intertwined.

She stretched out her hand, but felt something furry that felt wet.

Arturo lowered his head and found that Mandela had knelt in front of Luo Hang at some point and was helping her master clean.

"..."

This pet is really self-aware.

I wonder what will happen to the little Pegasus if it falls into the hands of the big devil?

As this thought flashed through his mind, Arturo couldn't help but slightly curl the corners of his lips.

“Now it feels much better!”

Luo Hang's voice suddenly rang out.

He raised his right hand and tapped his fingertips with a smile, looking at Miss Tutu in front of him with an ambiguous expression: "Isn't it very smooth and silky?"

After all, the function of shower gel is to make the skin smooth and silky.

Arturo's lips curled up into a smile, and the tear mole at the corner of his eye overflowed with charm:

"Is that all that's going to happen?"

hold head high?

Luo Hang reacted for a moment, and the witch in front of him was already on tiptoe, leaning close to his ear, and her seductive whisper mixed with the sound of water came:

"I also want to experience what Cintrea felt today, huh? Or rather—"

The words in his ear suddenly stopped, and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

The seductive whispers continued to follow:

"Do you want to turn me into a shower too?"

Although his first reaction was that it would be difficult to do without a ponytail, he fell silent again when he saw the water splashing on the bathroom floor.

As long as the attack power is sufficient, it seems that it is not impossible.

Mandela, who was kneeling between the two and cleaning, wagged her tail.

She could confirm that her master's attack power had indeed increased...

Luo Hang looked dimly at Miss Tutu, who had put down her heels and stood still again, with a smile on her face as if nothing had happened:

"Then you should drink more water."

"Okay."

Arturo agreed readily, even giving him a very innocent look, "This shouldn't be a difficult thing, right?"

"Yes."

He also leisurely rinsed Miss Tutu, then stretched out his hand to hook up one of Miss Tutu's legs, straightened it up very easily, and stood on one leg in a split position.

His main weapon is currently under maintenance, so—

He opened his mouth and started licking Miss Tutu's white and slender legs.

It’s better to take care of his witch lady’s whole body, just treat her like a ball of lint… cough.

Although the current state of the three of them may be a little strange, it doesn’t matter!